Fout looked up, finally absorbing what had been said...
"Ge... Ge....Geoff is... is... gone??"
"no... no no no no no no no no"
Fout ran around the side of the temple, looking for his tracks. finding some foot prints that might have been Geoff's, Fout pointed. "we... we... we should... follow, what if he is... in trouble or dead or..." Fout swallowed hard.